Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

From the observations these days, it can be seen that the time when Nan Jing came here is not certain. It can be said that the time of leaving school is different every day. Landis would not be naive to think that such an accurate half-minute time is Nan Jing’s advance and The boss said hello.

The subordinate continued: "Then we looked for information about this small shop, only to find out that this house was bought by Cage Faranda 24 years ago, and the registered name is also his."

Cage Faranda's name is no stranger to Landis, not only because he is the No. It has become a dedicated armorer for the royal family.

Landis looked down, and the unremarkable shop looked so abrupt on the bustling street, just hidden in the busy city.

Is there any relationship between Master Cage and the man wearing the disguise mask?Is this store connected to the Faranda family again?

Nan Jing always talked about him from left to right, what thought was instilled in him, or, he was controlled by someone unknowingly.

And the hug and kiss that never refused... Damn it, recalling that scene, Landis felt a sense of anger in the violated domain.

The jade beads the size of half a fist in his hand had been crushed into powder, and Landis didn't let the watcher continue talking.

He put his hand out of the car window, slowly opened it, and the fine fluorescent lights flew away with the wind and dissipated in the air.

Landis clapped his hands and said, "Continue to monitor here and stop that man."

The subordinate asked: "Do you need to go in and control people?"

"Don't go in."

Landis said casually, turned on the terminal, and saw Nan Jing sending a message asking what he wanted to eat tonight, his cold expression softened.

After replying to Nanjing first, Landis raised his hand to flip the frame of the sunglasses, and clicked on the inner button of the right temple.

The coordinates of the hut were located in the system. After preliminary detection, there was nothing inside that could block the terminal information.

A shining bright spot appeared on a certain position of the right lens, and Landis raised the corner of his mouth slightly for unknown reasons, and put away the hidden function of the sunglasses.

"That person has a high-level mech in his hand, you guys are here to intercept him, and report to me at any time."

After a pause, Landis said again: "If you can't stop it, tell me immediately."

There was a flash of surprise in the subordinate's eyes, but he replied immediately: "Yes."

As night fell, the sky was starry and cloudless.

The two crouching on the roof merged with the night, even though the ground lamps were bright, it was impossible to detect their existence, as if they were born lurkers in the dark, and living in the dark had become their rule. .

Not far from them, a black sports car that had been suspended for a long time was standing still on the sky lane, but the inside was much more lively than the outside.

"Hey, chat?"

The boy with yellow hair on the co-pilot couldn't wait any longer, and while concentrating on looking at the door of the small shop, he stretched out his hand and beat the silent man sitting in the driver's seat.

The man didn't even move his eyelids, and continued to stare at the whole dark shop with a pair of sharp eyes.

"It's too boring." Huang Mao curled his lips, making it boring.

The two people behind were not too serious, and one of them whispered, "Doing a mission for the first time?"

When Huang Mao heard someone talking, he immediately seized the opportunity and said: "Yes, I have just joined His Highness's establishment, although it is still a non-staff member."

"Just look at it, how old are you?"

The other person smiled, probably thinking that the prey in the shop would not come out so late, so he relaxed a little and said a few more words.

Huang Mao scratched his head and said, "24 years old, he just graduated from school in July this year."

"Yo, it's incredible. You can be a part-timer of His Royal Highness at such a young age. It seems that your grades in school must be very good."

Huang Mao said proudly: "The first grader said."

"Which school did you graduate from?"

"Beiling Military Academy."

When the two people in the back row heard the name of the school, they looked at each other tacitly and laughed.

Hearing laughter instead of admiration, Huang Mao was a little surprised—even during school, when he said he was from the Beiling Military Academy, others would more or less show envious expressions, let alone he was a freshman. No. 1.

But those two obviously didn't value the brand of Beiling Military Academy that much.

"Beiling Military Academy is the largest military academy where military generals come out in large numbers. What are you laughing at?"

Huang Mao turned his head to look at them, his face a little smelly.

Even if this is Planet Solo, even if there is the Sifal Military Academy, it cannot make him lower his admiration and pride for his alma mater.

One said with a smile: "We didn't mean that. We were just thinking that many of the candidates for the personal guards of His Royal Highness these years have come from the Beiling Military Academy."

Huang Mao didn't know about this, he had only joined the editor for a few days.

Another person continued: "If I remember correctly, the words and phrases were added after Fusa Yalta entered the school, right? It seems that Fusa, as His Royal Highness's knight of light, has another job to choose candidates for the prince's dark guards. "

Candidates for the Landis Guards will definitely not have a low IQ, and they can understand the meaning as soon as they turn their heads. This made Huang Mao open his mouth, and said in disbelief: "Fusa chose me?"

You know, he doesn't have any friendship with the young master who has been in the limelight since he entered the school. Even if he admires Fusa from the bottom of his heart like other students in the school, the two of them really haven't even spoken to each other.

Such a good job, how could Fusa recommend himself?

The man sitting in the driver's seat finally looked away at Huang Mao, and said coldly: "Beiling Military Academy has always been famous for its rigorous school spirit, why are you talking so much?"

Huang Mao wanted to refute, his eyes were steaming with anger, and he wanted to kill this guy with his eyes, but found that the man turned his head to stare after the sarcasm, and didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

With a suffocating breath in his chest, Huang Mao was full of resentment, wishing to drag this arrogant and rude guy out and beat him up.

At this moment, a light flickered past the cabin under the darkness, even if it was just for a moment, it was enough to make several people in the car alert at the same time, and four pairs of eyes stared at the cabin without blinking.

The two people lying on the roof also noticed the movement, and at the same time they clenched the mecha space chain in their hands.

Half a minute later, the door of the hut, which only allowed one person to pass through, creaked open from the inside, and a man came out from the inside, stretched his waist and yawned, and the door closed automatically behind his back.

The bright yellow light not far away shone weakly on his face. Although it looked blurry, he could barely distinguish that it was the face he saw during the day.

When the man crossed the street and came to the brightly lit large square, the four people in the car received the news at the same time——

"Take it!"

The four doors of the suspended private car suddenly opened, and four figures fell in mid-air, and all kinds of attacks directly attacked that person, including laser guns, hidden weapons, and high-particle micro-cannonballs...

The man looked up, and the silent and invading laser illuminated his black eyes, dyeing them into a fluorescent blue color, and a weird smile appeared on his featureless face.

He looked directly at the four people who were descending like heavenly soldiers, waved his right hand lightly, and only heard a "bang", all the attacks seemed to be isolated from the medium, and all deviated from the original track, hitting the In the large pool, a three-meter-high waterfall is splashed.

Huang Mao's face darkened, and said: "He has protective equipment on his body."

A steady voice ordered decisively.

"X formation, close combat."

Although there was a quarrel before, but at this time, they must obey the command and cooperate carefully. The four of them moved quickly and stood at the four corners of the target's southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest. Lian was ready for mecha battle at any time, and took out the weapons used in ancient martial arts in one hand.

Together with the target, the five people just formed a marked X, and the boss was at the intersection of X.

The boss trapped in the middle seems to be unable to escape, but he is calm and palpitating, like an exile who has been on the run for a long time, and he is already ready to be hunted down at any time.

The two men in black crouching on top of the house peeked out their heads at this moment, looked at each other for some unknown reason, and decided to continue to wait and see.

Why is there a second wave of people?

Attackers from four azimuths attacked the boss at the same time. The high-temperature scorching ray of the laser gun was adjusted into a columnar body with a diameter of five centimeters. Once it was rubbed, a hole would be burned out. It was actually bent into a 180-degree angle and reflected back from the original path.

The gunman let go of his hand immediately, only to hear a crackling sound, and the outer protective film of the laser gun had been burned into a liquid state.

Before he could be frightened, Huang Mao cursed and released the mecha, leaped lightly, and was about to enter the cockpit when he found something wrapped around his waist. Between the calcium carbide flames, a sharp diamond A small knife appeared in his hand, and without any explanation, he turned his backhand and cut towards the things around his waist.

However, as if touching a spider's thread, the flexible feeling was transmitted along the knife to the brain nerves, and before he could say "oh no", the yellow hair was pulled off the mecha.

He didn't even have a chance to enter the cabin!

"Come down!"

The boss snorted, flicked his finger on the silk thread, and a flame shot out.

Seeing that the waist of the yellow-haired young man was about to be burned, a white blade containing ancient force was shot quickly in mid-air, and the transparent silk thread broke from it. Rushing into the mecha cabin.

This time, the boss did not chase after him.

Turning on the night vision debate function, Huang Mao looked at the man who intercepted the filament with ancient force, and murmured with lingering fear: "Unexpectedly, this guy is quite powerful."

With swords and swords, coupled with the powerful attack of mechs, a battle in the dark has begun and is imperative.

Nan Jing turned over in his sleep, and habitually touched the side. After a few seconds, he immediately woke up from the dream and opened his eyes suddenly.

Not far away, a deliberately low voice came into my ears——

"Send me the coordinates."

Nan Jing squinted sleepily and stretched out his left wrist to check the time, it was 01:30 in the morning.

After squinting his face up for a while, Nan Jing sat up, his smooth black hair spread out on his back, his fair skin under the moonlight was even smoother, and he rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked out the window.